Zhao Douan pursed his lips, suddenly standing inside the carriage, half of his body leaning out, and shouted with a smile, "Xu Jingtang, your old dog nose is really sharp, but to chase me, you even abandoned Jingchuan City, the court army must be marching south by now, your second son's life is hard to keep, truly I don't know what kind of calculation you've made!"
Xu Jingtang was furious, the gray gas emitted from his armor became even denser, his footsteps quickened, and he sneered, "This king has many sons, not missing one, I'm waiting to kill you, so I can see that lonely niece of mine desperately empty below the waist, this king is kind-hearted, would surely have a few more with her!"
Zhong Pan and others' expressions slightly changed, thinking Xu Jingtang is mad? Does he think with the blessing of the Sorrow God, he's invincible in the world?
Dare to say anything?
